Welcome!
To The Awakening
"Theo Way Kenning"
Understanding, God’s Way
A Curious View for A Curious Few
If I had to express with One Word
The purpose of Creation
The meaning of Life
The Glory of God
I would say
Your Name
Words of wisdom are so few
Words of many oft are loft in lieu
To Say the Least Touché the Most
One Word is True
Eureka! Eucharist!
I have Found! Thanksgiving!
God is dancing in His heart
That you have Found
To Dig the Word
To Get and Beget Gifts of Illumination
Step Beyond
The bounds of Man into the rein of God
Inklings of the Mustered Cede for the so inclined
Inklings:
Stepping stones on the path of your kenning
That you might step beyond your thwarts to find yourself
In hand with The Ancient of Days
All have foils must they surpass fore journey on the kenning path
Welcome Theophilous
God is beyond belief!
He is the Simplicity of Faith
And wilder than your imagination
You Do Not Understand
Because without Mystery
There is no Faith
Welcome To the Maestri of God Sword
A Curious View
"Through the Ayes of a Mustered Cede"
“Secrets of the Universe”
For the unaverse
Taled in Illustrated Scripture
Of God Sword
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Out of the Sheaf
God's Word Unsheathed
Naked, Whet & Wild
God Sword
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Theo Reticule
A Curious View
Of A Curious Hew
Of Hew Would Know Him
Hew New
He came as a Carpenter
To Hew the Block of your Would
Into the Form of His Feat
That you might walk fast to the Last
In the Gate of the King
A Few Would Know Him
Many Would the Broadway Take
Of Hew Would find the Narrow Gate
Jesus The Carpenter
Form my Would to your Wood
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Seeker Writes Of The Universe
Once Upon A Dreaming
When still a child in my Father’s House
I dreamed upon a time
I wrote a book divine
That contained all the secrets of the universe
Then awhile I slept
And upon awaking when I went to read
I could the script no longer see
All the pages appeared empty to my eyes
For the runes had been writ
In the inklings of the universe
That only spirit eyes could see
When I slept it was my spirit eyes that closed
And when I woke it was my earthly eyes
That opened on the world
And left me blind to the divine
Spirit eyes can fully divine
While earthly eyes see only by design
Now in my age of discernment
Again I dream with eyes divine
And wright for thee the book
Inklings of a mustered cede if you so incline
To fully see a great flowering of wisdom
In your mind
To set you free
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“Who hear not the music think the dancers mad”
The Gift
As we cultivate silence,
We will begin, more frequently, to hear the voice of the Lord.
Silence points us to reality.
It is a rare gift, but to understand it may take us each a lifetime.
~anon
“Be still and know that I Am God”
Psalm 23
He leads us away to a Quiet Place to restore the Soul
~David
Faith Grows From The Cede Of Your Will
Silence is a Gift
That like the Ugly Tie of Truth
Many will resist
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Contemplations...Meditations...Illuminations
Wonderings…Ponderings…Learnings…Yearnings
Inklings of Divine
You might learn…Some might burn
May they set your faith on fire
The illumination of conscience is my goal
Thomas More Buckland
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